In Earnest

I do not know
If what I write
Is good poetry.
I write as I feel.
Words give me a freedom
I have not known in life.
I feel I have a purpose: 
Art has no meaning to me 
If it cannot be employed
To uplift and enlighten
And inspire all humans
To stand in awe and behold
The dynamic, enduring glory
Of God’s Hand in everything.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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